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My recent poem ‘The Middle Path of Peace‘ evoked many responses. The following verses are my musings to a comment … Especially the one by a reader on the necessity of war.

I propose here a moment in peace

Through the following verses…

Hate is never meaningful, love is

War is never meaningful, peace is.

To confuse war to be the answer for peace
Is the greatest fallacy of mankind
For the war never truly ends once begun
It sprouts the seeds of hate before it is over.

Yes there are wars fought
When equality and freedom is forfeited
As a privilege of a few
When oppression and chaos reign
When pushed beyond resilience
When backing down is not an option
For it is then a matter of self preservation and survival.

To confuse victory in war
Is the mark of inexperience
No war comes away unscathed
Casualties are a heavy price to pay
Let alone the truth of anguish and scars
Wars are never the answer.

Pain and hurt leaves the vengence behind
And revenge brews in spurts to
to strike someday

The heart of man is like a sponge
Ready to absorb that which flows
Allow the light of love to flow in
Let thoughts of peace seep in
Through every vein.

For love heals the hurt and pain
And empathy helps move beyond revenge
Make an Art of life and living
For War is just a never ending tragedy.

Rainy days turn dreary
All wet and weary
Hoping for relief
From incessant downpours

Awaiting a change
Of the Season in question
Life is circle
Of seasons in cycles

Each births and gives way
For another, on its way.
Amidst it all
Are those little glimmers of hope

Understated and unsaid
Unseen and unspoken
Little joys of being
That makes you make it…

Through yet another day.

These glimmers of hope
Though seasons may change
Hope is here to stay!

Savvy

Well, this one turned out to be a really long walk through the seasons!🙂 But seriously, as I started thinking of the changing seasons, with winter knocking our welcome door, I realised how much harsh winter could get for someone far away as well. So it goes for the other seasons…

Yet every season is a magical gift, and leaves us with glimmers of hope!

We do need our seasons to come and go like they always do, one after the other for then, all is well with our world. 🙂

I checked it up on the internet only to find that the idea has gained tremendous momentum across the globe.

The idea of un-structuring the ingrained structure seemed interesting to say the least, in creating spaces and possibilities to honour the learning.

Suffice to say recently, when I came across an Unconference event in the local newspaper I decided I must make a visit.

The venue of this Unconference was the well known Symbiosis School of Liberal Arts in Pune. I reached just in time for the proceedings to untold.

A customary registration ensued and I was greeted by a few volunteers with a relaxed warm and welcoming attitude. Clearly, the Unconference had started right there.

The word Conference kind of stiffens people up. There is a formal attitude, a thick air of competition to perform at their very best. There are fees and strict rules to adhere to. There are super busy organisers scurrying through and tension is writ large on their faces and their bodies as well are stressed out with expectations of the outcome of the event. Suited men and women whizz through looking super important. And yes there would be a Chief Guest of honour and a coterie of important people who need VIP handling… Adherence to their whims and fancies and most importantly their speeches which may or may not be of interest to any. But all must endure as to get up and leave is an offence to the speaker.

On the contrary here there was a prevalent free-spirited feeling in the first place that all were in it together. The sense of community always takes time to build so I stood in that room with a small group of people waiting for the (informal introductory practice,) the opening circle.

The Opening Circle :

Someone from the group had taken an initiative to design a pretty pattern made of flowers in the centre of the space and light a lamp there.

A few introductory rounds later which turned out to be icebreakers with a few games to let loose and get into the flow.

There was a board set up with a mention of few rooms and a time slot to boot. The participants were encouraged to choose to attend or conduct workshops or just wander around and network.

A few people got up to mention their workshops and claim their slot. On a moment’s impulse although I was not exactly in the right attire for a dance workshop I simply decided to go with the flow and offered a Dance connection workshop by me.

Encouraged by a decent number of participants I let the moment take the lead. As I began teaching I witnessed the flow of the energy in the exchange.

I spoke about the dance, hold, frame and positioning and started introducing them to partner dancing and some basic steps. Bit by bit people shed inhibitions as they were getting tuned into the moves.

The moment strangers began to hold hands and face one another… for many, there was harmony to be found in the mirror imaging. For after all the lead and follow were simply an extension of each other dancing as one unit.

The energy in the room turned up a notch with the Achy Breaky Heart country cha sounds of Billy Ray Cyrus for company.

All started sensing the tuning with their partners at that moment. And an all-new dance impression in the expressions birthed itself in their hearts.

After the dance workshop I asked what they felt in that moment and here is what they shared immediately…

Deeply grateful!

The Give and Take

Truly to immerse yourself in that which you love all you have to do is to take a step … for your own good as much as for the others.

Essentially the whole experience was to me simply about honouring life energy in all its uniqueness of expression.

Weathered and worn
I lie here today
In this moment
That you look at me
I know so many thoughts
May pass your way
Memories that only can fathom
Of a time passed long by

You and I
Have lived through
Those days protecting
Your dear child
Through rough weather
Your mother’s affection
I can sense till today
As you would lovingly
Clothe your precious baby
With me

I know we are privy
To those special times
When you child lived in me
Played and fed with me on
How many times
You would carefully wash dry
And iron me out
And keep me clean and warm
All ready for your baby to wear

Your baby may never know me
But you and I
We have a special bond
A recall of those memorable times
That we shared
Until one fine day
She outgrew me.

Today you found me
As you left me
Deep in the closet
Among the old and discarded
But am I glad to be caressed with love
And photographed with joy
And reminisced about…

For in this moment
Your little gesture
Touches my being
For I feel I have served my purpose well
Thank you as well
For choosing me
And caring to keep me with you
All these years and maybe more!!!

With love
❤An old baby dress ❤

Found my daughter’s old baby dress and I was suddenly transported back in time…

Today my daughter is indeed all grown up. I took a picture of this little dress and shared it with my daughter who studies in a land far away…

The nurturing years of her childhood flashed by and I sat down to pen my reflections…